Series
Mindless; Chapter 15
When I wake up, I'm lying on Eren. One of his arms is wrapped around me. I scan my surroundings with my eyes without moving. The rising sun paints the sky in pale reds and oranges. It's peaceful and quiet. I let my eyes slip shut once more, wanting to fully enjoy the quiet.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
87 Some Things Just Don't Add Up
In 1951, I was born. By 1954, I was 1/13th as old as my father. In 1964, I was 13 years old, 1/4 as old as him. Fractionally, I got a big jump on him. If you were to graph out my progress, you would see that ten years later, in 1974, I would be 1/3 as old as my father.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
Virgo's Child
After arriving at the apartment, Ty changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She needed to clear her head. There was only one place she could go to do that. Making the decision quickly, Ty began to pack her clothes and toiletries. After calling her aunt, she called Chris.
By Kylie Barnes 3 years ago in Fiction
My Nextdoor Neighbor: A Teenage Crush Tale
I woke up to a loud noise and faint chatter coming from the building across from our house. Normally, I don't get up early on a Saturday, but this Saturday morning got me really annoyed. I rolled on my bed and took a pillow to cover my face, blocking my ears with it. I desperately wanted to catch more sleep, maybe for another hour or so, before fully waking up. But the sounds from outside continued to filter into my ears.
By Author Ceesong3 years ago in Fiction
Drillmington: Amidst the Whirlwind
As the elevator lowered to the ground level, Julisia sent a text for Armando to bring the Lightray around. They had stayed at the Mercier Hotel and been accustomed to the cold air outside. They didn’t feel it, though. The wintry blast did not affect them in the slightest.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
86 One Step at a Time
What the hell did I step in? And barefoot! I was stepping spryly from footfall to the next, using my feet to only mobilize. But ambulation requires watching where one steps so spryly. It requires proprioception, knowing when joints above the feet go awry.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 29. Content Warning.
My four companions and I jump up, shocked by the sudden violence. The smell of blood fills the air as the crimson fluid sprays from Luther’s rent throat. The bodyguard holds Luther’s head back and watches, chuckling while his victim dies choking on and gargling his own blood.
By Kevin Barkman3 years ago in Fiction
Timber Tom. Content Warning.
A Terrifying Tremulous Trees story Timber Tom turned to his men, cleared his throat and began to read his long winded speech, tightly holding his notepad in his hairy sunburnt and scarred hands, his oily, messy hair stuck to the sides of his face while flys buzzed around him.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
85 All Good Things Must Come to an End
She'd finally gotten it all. Everything she'd always wanted. She was healthy, she was beautiful, and she had under her belt the three college degrees she had earned. Additionally, she was engaged to be married to the most eligible bachelor in the world, billionaire Peter Cloud, the CEO of Big Pharma who had invented the drug, Cloud-10™.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
